The last column about Israel Folau ever, I promise
This is it. Rugby Australia’s and Israel Folau’s joint press release announcing they’d reached a confidential settlement called it.
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This is it. Rugby Australia’s and Israel Folau’s joint press release announcing they’d reached a confidential settlement called it.
Captain, Israel? Of the Wallabies?
Dave Rennie? Sure – why not? Last Kiwi coach went okay, didn’t he? Well, mmmkay, say.
Sonny Bill Williams says signing with Toronto Wolfpack was “meant to be”.
Latrell? Bit a flap about old Latrell isn’t there, since Jimmy Hooper’s yarn about him turning up to Roosters training in a quarter-mill Mercedes?
There was a time the Australian cricket calendar was as ingrained as our circadian rhythms. Whatever they are – something to do with the moon.
Nelson Asofa-Solomona is set to miss New Zealand’s upcoming Test matches because he reportedly went to the defence of a mate whom he thought was about to be glassed.
Hello and welcome to the Boulevard of Broken Dreams, Raiders fans, because apparently one of our top referees made a blue in a quite important game on Sunday night.
And so it’s two more sleeps of fevered dreams before the plucky Green Machine of hope and light and sweet green milky goodness take on the evil billionaire poseurs, the Roosters of the East, and it’s getting a little hot in here, why don’t you take off all your clothes.
Since old mate Israel Folau warned gay people and idolaters and thieves and nigh-on all of us that we must repent and acknowledge that we are bad, and if we don’t we’re going to hell forever – no parole, nothin’ – rugby union has known nothing but dud press and lawyers at ten paces.
Righto, Sammy. Let’s go with it. Let’s make penalties for misdemeanours on the field relative to the weight of a man’s name and profile in the game, and the importance of upcoming fixtures.
I don’t know Ricky Stuart, not well. I know him a bit. He’s a mate of mates, so we’ll say g’day and shake hands when our paths meet, as you do.
They are the Liberaces of league. Like Madonna and Maradona, Pele and Prince, these worthies need one handle only. One is plenty.
I’m not saying they’re cheating the salary cap, the Roosters. Oh hell no.
My mate Henry backed Kyle Feldt for first try-scorer in the Cowboys-Bulldogs fixture last night at 1300 Smiles, and was despondent after Dallin Watene-Zelezniak touched down adjacent the posts in the 15th minute.
Forrest Gump was not a smart man, according to Forrest Gump. And according to lanky-large Parramatta Eels second-rower Shaun Lane, he too was not a smart man to be photographed on mad Monday with a bag of white powder and dressed as Forrest Gump.
Trent Robinson is off chops.
Rugby league’s demand for consistent application of the rugby league rules has seen referees apply those rules in a consistently incorrect – and occasionally nonsensical – manner.
So there we were, late Sunday afternoon, and the Canberra Raiders underlined their top-four credentials with a strong win over Penrith Panthers, who’d been coming off seven wins straight.
So … he’s Tevita Jnr? Or Tevita Pantai Junior?
Sorry – i don’t get it. Is his dad Tevita Pangai Senior?
They may love the club but players gonna play - for themselves
Hi mate. Thanks for the kind words. And yeah, good fellah is Matt. Check out May issue Inside Sport (Collingwood bloke on cover) and https://www.playersvoice.com.au/matt-mitchell-i-didnt-want-him-see-what-saw/.
On a mission: Matt Bowen and Matt Mitchell's Australian Story
I didn’t say he couldn’t coach.
I said that he’s no lesser coach for a 25% record as an overall one of 66%.
I said that it’s his players that win games.
And Bellamy would agree.
And so would Bennett. And Sticky. And John Morris.
Coaches are important. Point was not so important to dominate the news cycle for a week because two blokes swapped jobs.
Bennett versus Seibold is less interesting than many, many, many things
That was the point mate – that during Origin and without his best players, his win record is a quarter. But with his best players it’s two-thirds. And he’s the same coach doing the same coachy things with the nuffies as the champions.
Bennett versus Seibold is less interesting than many, many, many things
And there’s the rub, for mine. Why’d they anoint that No.7 with the C and all the mega-bucks when he’s not the best 7 or C? I love Hooper. But Pocock’s just better. Just is.
Mick O’Connor? Start Pocock in the 7 and Hooper off the bench, thanks
Ha. Isn’t that true of all of us, Carl?
Mick O’Connor? Start Pocock in the 7 and Hooper off the bench, thanks
Sport can do stuff, like everyone. But the big picture is all the cars and smokestacks pumping rubbish into the air. It’s got to stop. We’ve got to get energy from the sun and wind, and the waves and stuff that doesn’t so root the atmosphere and environment, the thing otherwise known as where we live.
Hot enough (to cancel the Test match cricket) for ya?
NASA has no such graph. They could probably rig you up one based on the odds of you picking the card at the Valley, my tip about 8 million to one. That’s why bookies drive Mercedes.
Question: If they cancelled the Cox Plate one year because it was 47 degrees and horses might die, and the AJC and Chris Waller and, I dunno, Johnny Tapp said climate change was rooting racing, would that … affect you?
Hot enough (to cancel the Test match cricket) for ya?
Ha. You even look at it?
Here: https://climate.nasa.gov/evidence/
Evidence. Facts and stuff.
Hot enough (to cancel the Test match cricket) for ya?
I don’t know mate. I know it’s NASA. They have put up a graph. And they are Experts. I trust Experts from NASA over James from Forbes, and Investors.com, and Alan Jones, and every other screaching parrot beholden to big coal, and what have you.
I trust the Scientists. They have no reason to lie about it. They have not conspired all together to lie about it. Since humans began pumping shit into the sky, the planet’s getting hotter you only need measure glaciers to prove it. And it’s unprecdented in the last 650,000 years.
And NASA.
Hot enough (to cancel the Test match cricket) for ya?
Graph. Titled “How we know” https://climate.nasa.gov/evidence/
Hot enough (to cancel the Test match cricket) for ya?
NASA scientists say it’s a Thing, and humans are causing it.
Hot enough (to cancel the Test match cricket) for ya?
Yeah I was surprised Renshaw didn’t get extended run.
If this were a timeless Test, Cheteshwar Pujara could bat until July
I remember that line … and how the pics illustrated the best way to walk off with dignity… had a picture of someone doing it, Greg Chappell I think: bat under the arm, take gloves off, get off. It was such a bible.
Roll on summer of cricket, roll on
Ha. Nice one. Worse things for sheets to smell like than cricket bat.
Roll on summer of cricket, roll on
That, Maxwell, is a horrible tale.
Ha. Fair to say it tested the premise that pain is not just an emotion.
Roll on summer of cricket, roll on
Nah mate, it was actually relatively light. Not a Hurricane. It was just a “twin-scoop”, I think, with Hookesy’s signature embedded in it. Cracking bit of willow.
Roll on summer of cricket, roll on
Ha. By interesting I believe you mean completely wrong, Paul, but thanks. And yeah Sutto’s a good fella. They love him down Maroubra. Reckon junior coach would be good role for him.
John Sutton: Peak Bunny
Ha. Blind hope! The best kind.
Go the V. Here is hopin.
But I’m afraid, my man, the Hot Broncs are gonna towel you up in Vegas.
First sits two points ahead of eighth. You pick a winner
Ha. Broncos premiership wouldn’t be a nightmare for me. Nor would Storm, not really. My team’s out the back door on Mad Monday the Daily Tele couldn’t even be bothered sending peeping toms to.
First sits two points ahead of eighth. You pick a winner
I’ll be here, Rook. And I’ll stand by “Saints are rubbish” until they aren’t. Hope they come good. Can’t see it.
Can you? Is there cause of optimism among the Red V people?
First sits two points ahead of eighth. You pick a winner
Good one, Duncan. I’ll get the Eds to look at that.
Fancy that Australia, a drunken punch-up in Bali?